Introspection Poem by Rizlan Ghazali

Introspection



Maybe, you as do I... think too much.

Maybe, It wasn't meant to mean anything.

Maybe, Professor Higgins was wrong- 'when you do not say what you mean, then you do not mean what you say'- said he.

Maybe, this one said something that did not mean anything to anyone personally, but, it did mean something when it matters.

Maybe, since it does not matter to you as at, it is one of those red herrings in life.

Maybe.

Such a bother to think about when it was not meant to be, maybe. Unsolicited advice, maybe.

But why?

Maybe, in life some things are what they are.

Pearls of wisdom with meaning but no motive, maybe.

No reason for being, maybe.

Bothersome isn't it when I am a person of thought. We are persons of thought. Maybe.

But making me think when there is no reason for thinking. Its bothersome. Maybe.

Kuala Lumpur
1 April,2010

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